In my old wooden cabin up in the hills of south east London I make banjos, canjos, cigarbox guitars and other things that go twang. Every instrument is fully hand made in the traditional way with a minimal use of power tools and usually using reclaimed timber (that way i can use exotic hard woods and sleep well at night). So if you are interested in buying a high quality unique instrument keep checking here or contact me if you would like to commission something. flatfootjohnny@hotmail.com
Thursday, 14 April 2011
rough cut necks
The 5 instruments im working on at the moment. From left to right. Canjo for Tom, 'A' scale grain measure tack head banjo, 'G' scale tack head grain measure banjo, 'G' scale grain measure banjo (with tensioning hardware) 4 string steel reso guitar.
Monday, 4 April 2011
the Ballad Of Wilma (a musical interlude)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o8UX5to9iEs
Heres a song i wrote about my custom Humber Hawk...
I got an old Humber and her name is Wilma
And everybody knows that she helps me fill my
Boots, oh man you gotta hear her roar.
She uses to much petrol and the oil leaks from her
Her paintworks chipped she got a shifter from a Comma
Van and you know there's rust coming through the doors.
Oh Wilma wont you get me home
Oh Wilma
Wont stop playin up and get me and my baby home.
She's a station wagon with a matt black paintjob
A custom grill and a noisy gearbox
And when it rains the water drips to the floor
Rear lights a from a caddy yes fifty-niner
The chromes not bad but it could be finer
There's plenty of room out back and you know what for...
Oh Wilma wont you get me home
Oh Wilma
I wish you'd just stop stoppin and get me and my baby home
Heres a song i wrote about my custom Humber Hawk...
I got an old Humber and her name is Wilma
And everybody knows that she helps me fill my
Boots, oh man you gotta hear her roar.
She uses to much petrol and the oil leaks from her
Her paintworks chipped she got a shifter from a Comma
Van and you know there's rust coming through the doors.
Oh Wilma wont you get me home
Oh Wilma
Wont stop playin up and get me and my baby home.
She's a station wagon with a matt black paintjob
A custom grill and a noisy gearbox
And when it rains the water drips to the floor
Rear lights a from a caddy yes fifty-niner
The chromes not bad but it could be finer
There's plenty of room out back and you know what for...
Oh Wilma wont you get me home
Oh Wilma
I wish you'd just stop stoppin and get me and my baby home
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